Li Ziqing squinted her eyes, thinking about something in her heart.

Beichen, Leng Shaoming, Shen Xingchi and ...... The person behind Leng Shaoming, it's time to solve it.

Feng Xianyun's hand hidden in his sleeve clenched and let go, let go and clenched, and so on repeatedly, as if he was holding something in his hand, and he wanted to grasp it but had to let go.

His eyes flashed slightly, and he said, "Ziqing, has anyone from the Ye Clan been looking for you recently?" ”

Li Ziqing said: "Ye clan? Probably not, I just recently returned to the valley. What's wrong? ”

Why did you get involved with the Ye clan again?

Feng Xianyun nodded, still not saying anything.

Li Ziqing picked up the teacup and lowered her eyes to cover the emotions in her eyes.

Was it her delusion?

She always felt that something had changed in Feng Xianyun.

Li Ziqing said: "I'm leaving soon, Guli...... I also want to trouble you to take care of it. ”

Feng Xianyun raised his head and asked, "Let's go?" Where to go? ”

Besides, can the Valley of Despair rely on me to take care of it?

Li Ziqing said: "I have to go to the Beichen border, there are still things to deal with over there." ”

Li Ziqing summarized this matter lightly, but made Feng Xianyun frown: "Leng Sichen hasn't pulled Leng Shaoming down yet?" It's been a long time. ”

In Feng Xianyun's view, men should do such things as fighting for power and position, how can women rush to the front?

Feng Xianyun originally disagreed with Li Ziqing to marry Leng Sichen for the so-called agreement.

She is a ruthless valley master, a friend of the richest man in the world, and half of the eldest lady of Huoyan Castle, if she doesn't want to, who can force her?

But the strange thing is that Li Ziqing has his own code of conduct.

She doesn't promise easily, and once she does, she will fulfill it even if she gives her life.

She promised Concubine De back then, and she would definitely do it, even if it was at the cost of her own life's happiness.

Feng Xianyun sometimes even felt that Li Ziqing's requirements for himself were too strict, so strict that he couldn't reach them.

But......

Feng Xianyun sighed and said slowly: "Ziqing, don't you really want to live with him for the rest of your life?" You helped him take the throne, he is the emperor, you are the queen, and he will definitely accept concubines, seventy-two concubines in three palaces and six courts, imprisoned in the deep palace, you ...... Really willing? ”

As a friend, Feng Xianyun knows that Li Ziqing's most desired and favorite thing is freedom.

And the imperial palace is too complicated.

What if Leng Sichen is sincere to her? Is it possible not to take a concubine?

In order to consolidate the throne, Leng Sichen will definitely fill the backyard, and even if he is unwilling, the ministers of the court will definitely force him to do so.

When the time comes, a couple for a lifetime, it will be ...... Is it possible?

Ziqing, what I hate the most is harem life.

Sure enough, Li Ziqing's eyes flickered, but she quickly covered it up.

Li Ziqing said ambiguously: "Let's talk about it then." ”

Thousands of emotions only turned into three words of helplessness.

Feng Xianyun sighed: "Hey......"

She's going to take one step at a time!

Actually, Li Ziqing understands what Feng Xianyun said.

She understands everything, but she just doesn't want to face it.

These things are like scarred wounds that look intact on the outside, but when they are torn open, they reveal bloody wounds on the inside.

Feng Xianyun asked the question he just asked again: "Then you really plan to be with him for the rest of your life?" ”

He knows the persistence of his friends, and he will be a couple for the rest of his life.

Li Ziqing asked rhetorically, "Isn't it okay?" ”

Feng Xianyun choked for a moment, and he was short of words for a while.

Feng Xianyun had no choice but to say: "Whatever you want, don't come to me when the time comes." ”

He was joking, but he didn't want to poke it.

Feng Xianyun asked, "When are you leaving?" ”

Li Ziqing said: "Tomorrow." ”

Feng Xianyun frowned: "How can I help?" ”

Li Ziqing smiled and said, "Aren't you used to looking down on Leng Sichen?" How to help him? ”

She had already seen that Feng Xianyun hated Leng Sichen, why was she so strange today?

When Feng Xianyun heard this, the corners of his mouth were pulled down suddenly, he pretended to be angry, stretched out his claws and kneaded Li Ziqing's soft hair into a chicken nest, and said, "I'll help him?!" Li Ziqing, are you blind! If it weren't for you, I'd be in care of this?! ”

Li Ziqing calmly cut her hair, and said comfortingly: "Okay, okay, I said it wrong, you only ...... it for the sake of my face" Before he finished speaking, he turned his mouth under Feng Xianyun's angry gaze, "You're helping me, okay?" ”

The perfunctory meaning is self-evident.

Fortunately, Feng Xianyun is not really angry, but his heart is a little unbalanced.

For many years, my friends said that if you get married, you will get married, and you have fallen to that bullshit prince!

Uncle Feng Xianyun sat on the chair, his eyes were arrogant, and he looked like "Uncle Ben is not happy, come and coax me".

However, Li Ziqing ignored him directly, walked to the desk and began to write a letter, telling Leng Sichen that she would go back tomorrow.

It wasn't interesting for Feng Xianyun to sing a one-man show by herself, so she came to Li Ziqing to see what she was doing.

After watching it for a while, Feng Xianyun began to behave again.

He cleared his throat and said, "Don't worry about me, I'll be back soon, and by the time you receive the letter, I'll be almost there...... Hey, who's worried about you! ”

The tone is very underbeaten, and the expression is very searching!

Li Ziqing folded the letter and put it in the envelope as if she hadn't heard it.

Then, smiling, looking at Feng Xianyun, his lips lightly opened: "Feng Xianyun, do you think my temper has become better?" ”

There is always such a person in this world, the brighter the smile on his face, the more angry he is in his heart.

As soon as Feng Xianyun saw Li Ziqing smiling, he knew that something was wrong, and unconsciously swallowed a mouthful of saliva: "Cough, what, I'm joking." ”

The smile on Li Ziqing's face deepened, and she said, "Oh, are you kidding? ”

Feng Xianyun nodded, looked around, and calculated which direction was the easiest to escape.

The window is definitely not good, although it is close, but Ziqing is there, and there is only ......

Feng Xianyun glanced at the direction of the door, and before Li Ziqing could speak, he quickly opened the door and ran away.

It's so fast that it's beyond the reach of the dust.

Li Ziqing sighed softly, put the letter on the small table in the courtyard—someone would come to pick it up—and walked out of the courtyard.

- Beichen Palace

Leng Shaoming stood behind the imperial case, staring at the back of the man in front of the window, with displeasure in his eyes: "My lord, why did the Dongli soldiers suddenly retreat?" ”

He had just received news that the Dongli army was withdrawing at the border.

At the beginning, Leng Shaoming's reason for sending Leng Sichen to the frontier was to fight against the Dongli army, once the Dongli army withdrew, wouldn't Leng Sichen have to come back?

If it was before, it would be fine for Leng Sichen to come back, but now it is different from the past.

Wang Qinghan - his good concubine is using the identity of Lord Wang to suppress him - let him make her the queen!

How could Leng Shaoming be coerced by a woman by himself, naturally he refused.

If it had been before, Leng Shaoming would definitely have seen Lord Wang's face symbolically appease her, but this layer of face has been torn by Wang Xuehan!

Leng Shaoming now just thinks of what happened that day, he is so angry that his teeth itch!

That day, Wang Qinghan asked the maid to tell Leng Shaoming that she had something important to tell him.

Since Wang Qinghan had been in correspondence with Lord Wang before, Leng Shaoming took it for granted that it was really some "important things".

Unexpectedly, as soon as he came to Wang Qinghan's bedroom, some black-clothed men with swords in their hands poured out, with clear goals and deadly moves.

Leng Shaoming didn't expect such a big change to happen, and he was stunned for a few seconds before he understood.

This has been planned for a long time, waiting for him to enter the urn!

Stabilizing his mind, Leng Shaoming used the best strategy of thirty-six strategies - go!

It's just that these men in black are like obnoxious flies - many, dodging this and that!

In order to show his "love" for Wang Qinghan, Leng Shaoming gave her a lot of bedrooms, and Leng Shaoming was in the innermost, and when he arrived at the door, he was already a little unable to hold on!

The most hateful thing is that the next day, Wang Qinghan directly broke into the imperial study, and said with a soft smile: "Your Majesty, the concubine is here to apologize for yesterday's incident." ”

As soon as Leng Shaoming thought of his embarrassed appearance yesterday, and then looked at the virtuous and virtuous virtue that Wang Qinghan was pretending to be now, he couldn't wait to strangle her to death!

Leng Shaoming thought so and did the same.

He pinched Wang Xuehan's neck fiercely, staring at her with red eyes, which was indescribable.

The words in his mouth popped out word by word: "You, to, bottom, want, want, what, what!" ”

Wang Qinghan's face did not change, and said: "The concubine doesn't want anything, she just wants the phoenix position!" ”

Leng Shaoming's hand tightened again: "You are dreaming!" ”

Wang Qinghan grabbed his hand, looked directly at him, and said, "Strangle me, do you dare?" ”

Leng Shaoming's brain, which was carried away by anger, sobered up a little, and brutally threw her to the ground, roaring angrily: "Get out!" ”

Wang Qinghan lay on the ground, rubbing his neck and coughing constantly. But this did not affect her sarcasm towards Leng Shaoming.

The corners of Wang Qinghan's mouth pulled up a smile and said, "Leng Shaoming, what you take is what you take, and one day it will be returned to its original owner." ”

She said this extremely cleverly, others may not know what Leng Shaoming took when they hear it, but how could Leng Shaoming himself not know?

His pupils shrank sharply, and he turned his head to stare at Wang Qinghan, as if he wanted to see her through.

Who, who told her?!

However, Leng Shaoming won't pinch her again, who let her have a big mountain behind her?

Leng Shaoming just called out with an expressionless face: "Send the concubine back to the palace, find a royal doctor to give her a good look, don't go crazy again!" ”

The maid replied tremblingly, "Yes." ”

Leng Shaoming's roar just now, the maid heard it clearly outside, but Wang Qinghan's voice was too small, and she didn't hear it clearly.

I don't know what the concubine said to the emperor, so that the emperor was so angry!

Wang Qinghan let herself be helped up, and when she walked out of the imperial study, she didn't think it was a big deal and added: "Leng Shaoming, you wait, your good days are coming to an end soon." ”

The little maid holding her trembled even more, how could the concubine dare to call the emperor's name?

After she walked out, Leng Shaoming grabbed a teacup and threw it out, just smashing it on the door.

When Wang Qinghan heard the "bang", not only was he afraid, but the smile on his face deepened.

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